I Am God!

Volcanic forest.

Lizardfolk Village.

The lizard people are living their daily lives as usual today, cutting down trees and tending potion plants in the woods; far away from the world of Suinhor civilization, guarding their future gods.

Suddenly a dark cloud came from the sky, blocking the sun and light.

"Patter patter!"

"Boom!"

In the field of potion plants, several lizardmen raised their heads.

The sky was already thundering and the rain was hitting them, accompanied by a cold wind.

"It's raining!"

"Let's go back!"

"Put your things away."

The lizard people hurried towards the village, splashing mud and water as they ran, wetting the legs of their linen trousers. They pushed open the wooden door and returned to the house made of stone.

The door was closed tightly, a fire was burning inside the house, and pairs of lizardmen were warming themselves up inside.

"so cold!"

"The temperature has cooled down so fast these days."

"Yeah, I guess even the beasts won't be willing to come out after a while."

It's windy and rainy.

All the lizardmen are hiding from the rain and cold in their houses. The cold outside and the warmth inside are like two different worlds.

But no one noticed that a cloaked figure was also walking in the rain. He walked through the only road in the village, and his destination was the pyramid.

The cloak concealed his scent, and the rain concealed his traces.

He just stood in front of the altar, looking at the pyramid in the rain.

Ackerman raised his head, his eyes thoughtful.

He still felt a strong threat as before, but the other party still didn't come out, as if he didn't see him.

This is not normal.

With the power of a fourth-level apostle, as soon as he enters the lizard man's village, the other party should almost be able to sense it.

Even though he was wearing a cloak that could conceal his aura, it had no effect. Ackerman still had some self-awareness and knew how big the gap was between the rank of apostle and the higher-ranking powerful person.

On the other hand, he never saw Kurmis coming out of it, so he had some brand-new guesses.

The other party's condition must be abnormal.

"Did you fall asleep?"

"It's still the steps to become a god that prevent him from leaving this pyramid."

In fact, Ackerman felt that it would be better to come here after he has the power of an apostle, but the divine grace he possesses is the "Abyss Divine Grace". If he becomes an apostle in this way, he will become the second Thro .

Therefore, the way Kurmis became an apostle was worth learning from. He had to find a new solution before becoming an apostle.

Ackerman thought for a moment.

He summoned his own cursed puppet and asked it to explore the path and walk towards the inside of the pyramid.

The main body was hidden in the heavy rain, carefully observing all movements.

The traps and rituals arranged by the group of lizardmen can only protect against powerful people below the third level, and have limited effect on third-level powerful people like Ackerman.

In addition, Ackermanmon had recently observed how the lizardmen got in, so he also had some clues.

All the way deep.

After bypassing some problematic areas and falling into several traps, I gradually discovered the real passage.

Through it, Ackerman suddenly discovered that there were gates, houses, and passages inside the pyramid.

It seems that this pyramid was built on it later just to seal these things.

"This should be the place where Kurmis once lived, but why was it sealed?"

"It's probably not something that went wrong, but Kurmis took the initiative."

"Perhaps the pyramid is what is needed on the road to God?"

Ackerman had his own guess.

Because the appearance of the pyramid was so special, Ackerman's thoughts wandered a little further.

Finally, Ackermann's cursed puppet came inside the building and stood in a wide hall.

Raise your hand.

Ackerman's palm lit up with a dark red light, looking like a ball of flame, illuminating the outline in the darkness.

Ackermann saw the mural in the hall, which was the life of the feathered serpent.

This is left to the lizard people, so that the lizard people know their own origins and know where the gods are.

But Kurmis probably didn't expect that the person coming was a cult member of the Corpse Eater Secret Cult.

Former second seat.

Ackermann was immediately attracted to the painting.

In the mural, the Meiya City in the past was prosperous and elegant. The city lord named Shana came with his wife, and a young guard was greeting them. This was Kurmis.

But the good times didn't last long, and natural disasters struck.

A mythical door fell from the sky, and a god stood on the door.

In the painting, we also see the sea of ​​blood covering the earth, and the ancient Gate of Truth standing at the end of the sky.

"The God of Original Sin!"

"The Scarlet Goddess, and the God of Truth and Knowledge."

According to legend, Ackermanmon immediately identified the identities of the three gods, but he also immediately had some doubts.

"But why is the door of the God of Original Sin white?"

Ackerman remembered that the Gate of Original Sin looked like a giant door full of blood vessels and flowing blood. There were also the corpses and heads of various abyss monsters on it. It looked evil, dirty and terrifying. .

But in this painting, the Gate of Original Sin is so sacred.

Then looking behind him, Ackerman finally understood what was happening.

The white mythical door was eroded by some force, and was finally driven into the abyss by the scarlet goddess.

"So, the God of Original Sin lost in that battle between gods."

"The Gate of Original Sin became like this after losing to the God of Truth and Knowledge and the Scarlet Goddess."

He didn't know that this was more than just a color change.

Xiao lost his spiritual power in that divine battle, and was reduced from a wise demigod to a mythical tool.

Originally, the Spiritual Gate was just the manifestation of Xiao's power, and he was the owner of the gate; but now the Gate of Original Sin has become a mythical prop and part of the abyss, and Xiao in turn has become attached to the mythical prop, and he has become a prisoner in the door. .

It's just that Ackerman now can't even tell the difference between a wise demigod and a mythical item.

Where can I know this?

But Ackerman still looked closer and looked carefully, as if he wanted to analyze something from these pictures; but these secrets about the gods were still too far away for him, or he had too little information.

He finally gave up.

Next, he saw the image of Kurmis becoming an apostle.

There is only one picture, and all the power of Kurmis has turned into a stone. Ordinary people can't analyze anything just by looking at this picture.

This time Ackerman was different, because he had the "Abyss Divine Favor" in his hand, and he had enough relevant information.

"Spar?"

Ackerman knew from looking at the mural that this was the mythical organ of Kurmis.

Akhmenmon remembered that Thro's last mythical organ was the stomach, and why Kurmis's last mythical organ was a stone.

The way spiritual authority condenses divine grace is closest to the original divine grace, and is even cruder, or simpler, than the original divine grace.

Because even the step of deifying the brain is omitted.

"So the method of condensing the three elements in "Abyss Divine Grace" is the core, and the final mythical organ can be changed."

"It could be the brain, it could be the stomach, it could be the heart."

"It can even be anywhere on the body."

When ordinary people receive divine grace, they will definitely regard the latter step of the mythical organ as the most critical force. This is also what Ackermann thought before.

And this mural gave Ackerman some new ideas.

"No, maybe it doesn't have to be an organ in the body."

Ackermanmon also thought about the witch spirits and alchemists. Although he had not directly seen the power of the witch spirits and alchemist apostles, but now that he had opened his mind, he felt that the alchemist's lantern and the witch spirits' books no longer mattered. It is an ordinary power extension.

The Lamp of the Divine Contract and the Book of Witch Spirits are both their core and perhaps their mythological organs after they become apostles.

The mural then looks back.

Ackerman finally saw the picture he wanted to see, how to create a brand new species.

more important.

It is a brand new species of intelligence.

Behind the mural is a scene about Kurmis creating brown bulb vines and lizard men. He and a group of snake-man powers are performing a ritual to summon a huge eye.

Under the illumination of that huge eye, life began to evolve, and the brown bulb vine was born just as Kurmis imagined.

But what Kurmis and the Snake Man Powers didn't expect was that their own forms would collapse directly, and they would be transformed into another life form directly from the source of their bloodline.

Ackerman stepped forward excitedly and looked up at the huge eye.

"Through the ritual, Kurmis communicated with the power of the dominant god?"

Ackerman stared at the giant eye in the mural. What kind of eye it was, he couldn't imagine.

"The authority and power that can create all living things and species of wisdom is in that eye."

"Kulmis."

"As a mere mortal, you not only want to become a god, but you actually dare to steal the power of the Creator."

"You are the real madman."

"The crazy guy ahead of me."

This is what Ackerman needs, and he also needs to create a brand new race to achieve what he wants.

He not only wanted to be a god, but he also wanted to be the god he envisioned himself to be.

Because he felt that was the only way.

Only then can he get the freedom he wants.

The mural no longer existed here, but Akmanmon was unwilling to accept it. He looked at it several times and searched everywhere.

It is a pity that Kurmis did not say in the mural what the ritual steps were like and what the medium of communication was.

the most important.

There is no communication with Kurmis, the name of that great existence.

"Is there no record?"

"Or is it hidden somewhere else?"

Finally, he looked deeper into the pyramid.

Ackerman then walked inside, hoping to find more things left by Kurmis, the other party's experimental notes, or other things left by the other party.

He knew that the further he went, the greater the chance of alerting the apostle who should be sleeping or sealed.

It's very risky, but there's no better opportunity than now.

There is no other person who can bring information to Ackerman on the road to becoming a god like Kurmis.

Finally, he saw a golden jar in an aisle.

The jar exuded a faint luster, and a faint plant fragrance came from the golden jar. It was the scent of the seeds of the magic potion plant.

Ackermanmon originally went all the way to the innermost place, hoping to find Kurmis's laboratory or study.

He walked quickly without even looking at the jar.

But when he came in, the jar suddenly emitted light, which immediately caught Akmanmon's eyes and forced him to stop.

"This jar?"

"No, this is not a jar."

Ackerman's eyes immediately changed, and he was sure of something.

"Is this Kurmis?"

"Why did he turn himself into a jar? into a prop?"

Ackerman felt the power of this jar.

It is a power that transcends the higher powers and belongs to the apostles.

Although he didn't see anyone, Ackerman vaguely understood that this jar represented the apostle Kurmis.

But at this moment, the golden jar began to vibrate violently.

The jar was opened, and countless seeds were scattered. Along with the extraordinary seeds, a tall and illusory shadow appeared.

Shadow of Kurmis.

But there is only a shadow, like a passively responsive illusion.

Just in an instant, the illusion turned into reality.

Kurmis looked at Ackermanmon.

"Evil members of the Corpse-Eater Cult!"

"You are not completely dead yet."

Kormis could see the power and origin of Akmanmon at a glance, and the power of the plague blood curse was still fresh in Kormis' memory.

However, he did not recognize Ackerman as the former King of Snakes, or he could not instinctively connect such a noble king with those filthy corpse eaters.

The moment Akhmanmon saw Kurmis, he also saw the seeds in the jar.

Now, he finally understood where the lizard people's seeds came from.

For a moment.

Many thoughts surged into Ackermanmon's mind.

"All those special magic plants are born from this jar."

"And this jar is Kurmis and the key to his becoming a god."

"He integrated himself into the jar, and then created magic plants and mutant beasts. Finally, he asked the lizard people to sacrifice the magic plants and mutant beasts to himself, and finally became a god."

Ackerman was confused for a moment and vaguely filtered out some of the relationships.

Kormis - Pot of Gold - Seeds - Potion Plants and Mutated Beasts - Kormis.

Such a cycle is formed.

It was like a chain reaction, pushing his power higher and finally reaching the throne of God.

He seems to have filtered out Kurmis' plans to become a god.

Ackermenmon raised his head and looked at Kurmis.

"Kulmis."

"Do you think it's possible for you to become a god?"

Kurmis did not answer, because before Ackerman could finish his words, he had already taken action.

What came forward was a fatal blow to Ackermanmon.

Kurmis is a little indecisive, but he also has the obsession and kindness of ordinary people, but he is not stupid.

Facing a corpse-eating villain like Ackermanmon, who carries countless lives on his body, he will not talk to him about unnecessary things.

"Hiss!"

Countless extraordinary vines spread from all directions, like long snakes.

That powerful force.

In an instant, Ackermanmon's cursed puppet was submerged and crushed into pieces in an instant.

There seems to be only one level difference between the power of the third level and the fourth level, but this is already a world of difference.

But the cursed puppet is just a puppet. Although Ackermann suffered heavy injuries, he will not die as long as nothing happens to his body.

So immediately, the dense vines spread outward, and Kormis wanted to find Ackermanmon's true body.

Covered and entangled with vines.

Eventually they gathered into a giant plant feathered serpent coiled around the pyramid.

However, Ackermanmon, who was outside, immediately began to retreat as soon as he saw the seed jar, and fled towards the distance.

Just like he once escaped from Eclipse City, he is extremely sensitive to danger.

Kormis could only stop: "Cunning villain."

Kormis could no longer pursue him because he had no body and his spiritual origin had turned into the power characteristics of the seed jar.

He must seal himself here, and once he leaves, he will completely disappear.

However, the movement inside has alarmed the lizardmen outside.

——

Lizardfolk Village.

The rain was heavy and thunderous.

But this did not affect them at all from feeling the movement on the other side of the pyramid. Dozens of lizardmen rushed out of the house and saw dense vines spreading from every corner of the pyramid, converging into a huge feathered snake coiled around the pyramid. above.

"Look over there at the pyramid."

"Quetzalcoatl?"

"Lord Kormis?"

"what happened?"

Anu immediately noticed something was wrong. It was impossible for the feathered serpent to undergo such a change for no reason.

He immediately shouted: "Is there an invasion?"

At this time, a shadow rushed past the lizardman village at low altitude; it was obviously a snakeman, riding a flying magic carpet.

The lizard people immediately chased after the guy riding the flying magic carpet in the heavy rain.

"Stop him!"

"We can't let him get away."

Anu shouted, but he immediately led people towards the pyramid. He wanted to see if there was any problem inside the pyramid. This was the most important thing.

Anu hurriedly entered the pyramid, paying no attention to anything along the way, and went straight to the place where the seed jar was.

When he saw that Kurmis's seed jar was still intact, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

And the shadow of Kurmis was sitting on the seed jar looking at Anu.

"Anu!"

"Did you send someone to chase him?"

"Get them back immediately."

"That's a very powerful and cunning guy, and you can't deal with it alone."

Anu's expression immediately changed, and he turned around and chased outside.

But Kormis stopped him and implanted a seed into his chest.

"Be careful and protect yourself and your companions."

In the jungle.

A group of lizardmen chased the flying magic carpet, and one lizardman even summoned a winged demon to ride and race against the flying magic carpet.

Ackerman was draped over the flying magic carpet, his whole body swaying.

It looked like he was severely traumatized, and even his consciousness was a little confused.

Although it is said that the cursed puppet will not die immediately if it is torn into pieces, the third-level high-level powerful person himself will not feel better and will definitely be affected for a long time.

Ackerman seemed to be even more affected.

Because his consciousness itself carries the curse and madness.

at this time.

A lizard man rushed up with a winged demon.

Ackerman turned around directly, and the red shadow on his body spread, turning into a vortex several meters in size and moving towards the opponent.

Although Ackermanmon suffered heavy losses and could not even form a cursed seal puppet, the most powerful of the group of lizardmen was the second level.

Why is he his opponent?

The lizard man and the winged demon reacted quickly, releasing magical spells to interfere with Akmanmon, and began to change direction themselves.

But the flying magic carpet is more flexible than the winged demon, and it catches up in the blink of an eye.

The lizard and the winged demon were swallowed up by Ackerman's power.

"Ah, what is this!"

"My blood, my flesh..."

The lizard man let out a scream, and the winged demon also let out a shrill scream.

But soon, the sound disappeared into the sound of rain and thunder.

After the bloody shadow returned to Ackermann's body, Ackermann swallowed up the power of the lizard man and the winged demon. At this moment, he finally regained his composure, and the blankness and emptiness in his eyes gradually recovered.

But what replaced it was not reason.

But crazy.

On the flying magic carpet, Ackerman covered his head.

"Blood!"

"The power of blood."

Then, he laughed wildly and wildly.

"Eat them!"

“Eat them, eat them to make up for yourself.”

"Eat them and become a god."

"Eat...eat..."

Ackerman lowered his head and looked at the lizard men riding on the ground dragons below, or running after them.

It turned into a blood-red shadow and spread out, intending to completely engulf those lizardmen who dared to pursue it.

The moment the lizard people saw the Winged Demon and his companions being devoured, they already showed horrified looks.

"not good."

"This is a powerful person."

"The power of third-order power."

The lizard people saw Akmanmon's true power and turned around and ran away one by one.

But Ackermanmon was obviously faster. He was like crazy, eager to devour all the lizardmen.

At this critical moment, Anu finally arrived.

A seed possessed Anu's body and emitted a violent light.

Countless root vines extend from Anu's body, and even Anu himself has some woody features, seemingly fused with those vines.

Anu turned into something similar to a cursed puppet and fought with Ackerman.

Brown vines surrounded him from all directions, and Anu turned into wood and stood in the center of the overwhelming vines, pressing down on Ackerman.

Directly forcing Ackerman, who had fallen into madness, back.

However, Anu was not used to this ability. He could only force him back but did not know how to pursue at high speed; and Ackerman ran very fast, so he could not keep Ackerman behind.

However, Anu himself wanted to protect these lizard-men companions and had no intention of pursuing them.

He released the power of his seed and looked at the others.

"Are you okay?"

A group of lizardmen gathered together in the heavy rain, all with sad faces.

Anu's expression changed immediately, and he had a bad premonition.

"Who's in trouble?"

He immediately said the name of the lizard man riding the Winged Demon: "Lek, Lek and his contract partners haven't come back yet."

Anu clenched his hands, anger and self-blame appearing on his face.

But he soon stabilized.

"Where's the body?"

"Have you found it? Maybe it's just injured."

A lizard man lay on the ground and cried: "No body, nothing."

"Lek tried to stop that guy, but he was devoured by that guy."

Anu's eyes changed, and his mouth trembled slightly.

"Swallowed up?"

"eaten?"

Only then did Anu understand what kind of crazy and unscrupulous guy he had encountered.

"Damn it!"

"That guy."

"What the hell is that?"

Anu suddenly wanted to catch up and avenge his companions.

But at this moment, Ackermanmon had already fled far away, and there was no way he could catch up.

Anu could only take his companions back to the village, and came to the pyramid again to meet Kurmis.

"Lord Kormis!"

"Who is that person?"

Kurmis told Anu: "They are the evil followers of the Corpse Eater Secret Cult."

Anu also knew about the Secret Cult of Corpse Eaters. After all, this was an incident that happened in Eclipse City and shocked the entire Ruhe Island.

He quickly asked: "The Secret Cult of Corpse Eaters?"

"Weren't the evil disciples of the Corpse Eater Secret Cult wiped out by Apostle Sukob and the Earth Witch? Why do they still exist?"

Kurmis: "Since he appears here, it means there are still fish that have slipped through the net."

"No, it's not just one or two that slipped through the net."

"I'm afraid it's become a group now."

Kurmis had witnessed the disaster in Eclipse City with his own eyes, and he knew how quickly the evil followers of the Corpse Eater Secret Cult spread.

Kurmis thought for a moment and told Anu.

"Go tell King Ossis."

"The Ghoul Secret Cult is in Suinhor and is gradually growing."

"Their former leader used his mortal power to fight against Sukob who controlled the Gate of Truth, swallowed the Lord of Purgatory, and almost destroyed the entire Eclipse City."

"Now that they have appeared at my place, they must have new conspiracies and plans."

Kurmis warned: "We must stop them."

After saying these words, Kurmis's influence dissipated little by little, turning into light dust and falling into the seed jar.

He fell into sleep and seal again, and the power he had just used had already made him very tired.

Only when the seed jar becomes a mythical prop can he truly wake up and be resurrected.

——

Limetown.

Ackerman fled back in a hurry, soaked to the skin and looking extremely embarrassed.

His face was pale and he stumbled when he walked.

A group of ghouls lay on the ground to greet him.

"Master, you are back."

But Ackerman didn't even look at these slaves and walked directly into his temporary residence.

"Step aside."

"roll!"

"No one is allowed to disturb me."

But soon, he regained his senses and came back to speak.

"Go get me a ghoul reserve servant."

The ghouls immediately took action.

And Ackermann entered it, sat on a stone chair, and activated the ritual formation while trembling all over.

"ah!"

Ackerman roared, his whole body like a crazy hungry beast.

The ritual magic circle connected his power, extracted the power from his body, extracted the plague blood curse from his body, and divided the power of the curse into a mass of blood mist.

At the same time, some of his divine blood was also drawn out.

The ritual light squirmed and led to the other end, where a ghoul reserve servant knelt.

Then, they were injected into the other party's body together.

A new ghoul was born, but Ackermanmon's condition wasn't much better.

What he is doing now is like pouring paint into clear water. When it is almost full, pour some out.

After repeating this a few times, the water will only become more and more muddy.

Drink poison to quench thirst, gradually going crazy.

Ackerman also understood his state. He grabbed the armrest of the chair tightly, as if he was about to break it.

Ackerman's eyes were glowing red, and he was so hungry that he seemed to want to devour everyone, everyone with the blood of wisdom.

"Hold it!"

"Ackermanmon."

"Crazy can't control you, others can't control you, nothing can control you, you only obey your own control."

With just one thought at this moment, he could cause a disaster in this small town.

But Ackermann knew better.

The more he devours, the faster he comes to death and madness.

He has devoured too much divine blood and is on the verge of collapse.

And the divine blood of the lizardman and winged demon that he just lost control of and devoured made him even worse when he was on the verge of collapse.

The backlash on him is getting more and more serious. Even if he doesn't die under the curse or madness, he will gradually turn into a prop.

That's why he was so anxious and willing to take some risks.

In a dark room, on a cold seat.

Ackerman laughed crazily, but occasionally stopped and said in an extremely cold voice.

"Soon."

"I found a way."

"Not only will I not die, nor will I go crazy, I will also become a god."

In his madness, Ackerman seemed to see the shadow of Thuro.

"Sero!"

"You failed, but I will succeed."

"This time nothing can stop or constrain us. I will take our unfettered and tabooed fantasies to unleash our power and hold the power of the gods to control the wind and rain."

"To experience the freedom and freedom that belongs to the gods, and to transcend this cage-like human world."